If you understand any of this stay for dinner. If you understand all of this stay forever.

December 4, 2009

Christmas Applesauce

Sometimes I wish I could unlearn my language and start again. I’d write wonderful badly translated songs and have an intriguing accent that would lure sailors to the rocks. I’d watch the most wonderful vignettes that would slowly open my mind to new ways of saying , “I love you” and “how much is that doggie in the window?” and “waggity tail.”